Doing a job well takes time and effort.
The path is tortuous and full of abdication and suffering but recognition comes.
To be a champion you need a lot of training, often accompanied by tears.
But the podium victory is joy.
Paths are made of joy and sadness and are often lonely.
Of course there are spectators: a mother who is thrilled, a father who is proud...
But the path is as lonely as personal merit
Arrival and departure are different.
When a child arrives, the process is not solitary.
The mother is happy but the son cries
And when he cries, he shows that he is fine
When a child leaves, the mother cries and is devastated, but what about the child?
He remains silent on earth but enters heaven welcomed with joy
Even though he is far we are able to feel he is fine.